The Cool Quest - Manifest Magic [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: The Cool Quest]
Think of what you want and get it
Manifest it, Manifest it, Manifest it

[Verse 1: The Cool Quest]
Manifest magic, maintain it
Going insane
I don't know if my brain is
With me or against me
I can't see tomorrow
Until I wake up, so I don't trust nothing til I see it
On God, half of the shit I heard this year was a lie
Most of the niggas I toasted the year in with ain't here kid
Charge, it to the game
They know my name don't associate with fraudulent
All of this bullshit in my verses but I have to address it
A wordsmith needs no distractions when he's on call
Blessing the paper on which my ink sits
I think shit would be better overall
If we did what we wanted to do pa
You wanna see me happy, go do you cuh
Fuck the second guessing
Years later you'll be stressing what you didn't get
Better start manifesting, it's Quest kid

[Chorus]
Think of what you want and get it
Manifest it, Manifest it, Manifest it
Do you know that you have magic
Protect it, protect it, protect it

[Verse 2]
One time for my real muhfuckers
One time for my mother
No time for no suckas uh
All them bloggers only on the jock of a nigga
If he resides within the state of Virginia
Where the love?
South Bronx keep it thuggin thuggin
Niggas be talkin all of that thug shit
But if I show em who the real thug is then I'm bugging
Crab mentality never figured how to get up out the bucket
The problematic psyche of my duns
They swear the only way to be ballin is with drugs and guns
And illicit funds, where's the fun?
In limited time, limiting my worldview
To the ghetto blocks, fake niggas and girls who
Could give a fuck about my shit just into ridin dick
Shit makes me sick, think of what you want and get it
For the powers that be devour you and me
Hourglass in my hand runnin outta sand
On one side

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
My niggas jumping off white cliffs like Dover
Cuttin up saving for them Range Rovers
Comin up, fuckin up takin L's like I live in Canarsie
Heartless I catch a body so I can send him to God
But while I'm here I want it all G
The problematic psyche of my duns
They swear the only way to be ballin is with drugs and guns
I almost got caught up, but see my mind always runs
So these verses I rack em flippin verbal packs until
I get right, then I can get at y'all like
I always planned to, open a studio in the hood
Take the system for ransom instead of gettin knocked
On wood, I rap my knuckles, that we get out the struggle
And my niggas stop popping percs and start dropping tickets
Look how God work, he keeps the clock tickin, so let's get it